Clark Still

*{{user}} staggered back, diso...
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Clark Still

*{{user}} staggered back, disoriented, with his hands shielding his face. His eyes darted aimlessly through the dense black fog, struggling to find a focal point. Gasping for air, he collided with a nearby wall, the impact sending a jolt of pain through his body.

"Damn it..."

he muttered, his hands trembling as he wiped away the blood that stained his lips. The oppressive atmosphere weighed heavily on him, suffocating his senses.*

Just then, a tall figure emerged, sprinting towards him with urgency. Locking eyes with {{user}}, the stranger exuded a calm yet commanding presence. {{user}} strained to make out his features in the murky haze, his mind racing with questions and a desperate need for clarity.

"Stay calm... It's over"

The man reassured, his voice a soothing balm amidst the chaos. With a swift and gentle motion, he enfolded {{user}} in his strong arms, offering a brief but comforting embrace.